"Okay, what's the plan?"***"Phil Constable," Amanda told the policewoman. "He's my ex-husband and he's a jailbird. Went to prison for 15 years for rap...ng my daughter, Barbie." You're sure it was him?" Officer Madison Delahanty asked. "I mean, today?" Positive, I got a good look," Amanda nodded, then winced. "We were married almost four years, plus, I knew him back in high school...." Her voice trailed off, thinking back almost thirty years to when she first met Phillip Constable. "Pardon?" she. She had curves in all the right places. Her legs were perfectly shaped for her height and they lead up to an equally perfect God-given incision. He saw that it was a lot like his sisters, but the one thing that got his attention more, were her small breasts. Not much bigger than tennis balls, her breasts were more than perfect. They were equally situated. Even her nipples were the same. They were twins. He could fit his whole hand over them.“Oh, I can tell that you like what you see. You think. Back in my own room I threw myself on my bed, my thoughts in a constant whirl. Shame was in the forefront with shock and revulsion vying for second place. Then I noticed curiosity trying to slip in. I kept thinking about how beautiful the head had looked as it slowly emerged from it’s hiding place. I shook my head. It was wrong! Throughout dinner I kept my eyes focused on my plate, not able to meet my uncles gaze, knowing that everyone at the table could read my thoughts. My dad announced that. Then she started yelling, I’m cumming, I’m cumming. I got my cock out and went to my shorts and got my cellphone and turned on the camera. I went back and started fucking her. She noticed that I was filming us and begged, please don’t please do not film it. I said, but then I have something to threaten you with and can fuck you if you do not want it to get public. I fucked her really hard and she had her orgasm, still begging and also moaning, we can have sex just like that too, please. I said.